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Chapter 12 by Krimson Krimson

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The Icing on the Cake

Batgirl makes her way though the hallway to the next room. As she opens the door, there is a sudden loud bang and colorful confetti and balloons drop from the ceiling. "Surprise, Batgirl!" A rotund man stands in the middle of a room decorated for a birthday party. He has the abbreviations of the months tattooed around his bald head.

"Calendar Man? Shouldn't you be getting ready for Halloween or something?" Batgirl quips.

Calendar Man chuckles, "Don't be ridiculous. How could I miss out on such an important day?" He pats a chair next to him, "Come. Sit down and let's get this party started."

"I don't....I do--" Batgirl begins feeling lightheaded and the room starts wobble.

"A relaxant gas in the confetti cannons. Just a precaution. I know how you hero types are and this is a time for celebration not aggression." He grins, "Don't worry it won't last long. Now, come and sit."

Batgirl knows she's in no condition to fight so she plays along. She sits down in the seat next to Calendar Man and watches as he grabs another chair and sets it down a few feet across from her. Calendar Man then grabs a cake adorned with candles shaped like an 18 and holds it in front of Batgirl. The icing is designed to look like Batgirl and Harley Quinn scissoring each other. "She insisted on the design," He rolls his eyes, "Now, blow out the candles and make a wish."

Batgirl does as she's told and extinguishes the small flames with her breath. Calendar Man grins, "Good girl." He removes the candles and places the cake on the chair in front of Batgirl. "I'd like you to meet my beautiful assistant for the night." He looks to the door, "Ms. Vale, please come on out!" through the door steps Vicki Vale, the beautiful television reporter for GCN. She is naked, but has a ball gag in her mouth and a strange choker with a red blinking light around her neck. "Isn't she gorgeous?"

Calendar Man gestures Vicki to the chair and she proceeds to sit her naked ass on the cake. "Make sure to get it in every crevasse." The bald man grins deviously as the reporter begins gyrating her hips, mashing the cake with her plum ass. "Good, now it's time to let Batgirl have her cake and eat it too!" Vicki Vale gives Batgirl an apologetic look before standing and bending over to give her a close-up view of her cake covered ass. "Time to eat your birthday cake, Batgirl!"

Not wanting to risk Vicki Vale's life, Batgirl obeys and begins licking and nibbling the cake off of the reporters ass cheeks. "Make sure you lick every crevice clean." Calendar Man chuckles as he watches Batgirl eat Vicki Vale's ass. The reporter shudders as she feels Batgirl's tongue glides between her round ass cheeks, occasionally tickling her tight anus.

Batgirl has always found the Ms. Vale attractive and decides that if she's gonna be **** into this she might as well make it as enjoyable as possible for the beautiful reporter. She begins to get more into it and caresses Vicki's anus with her tongue for a moment before plunging it into the tight hole. Vicki's moans are muffled by the ball gag, but Batgirl knows she's enjoying it. She plunges her tongue in and out of the tight hole as she starts fingering the reporter's wet pussy. Vicki's muffled moans become louder as she is penetrated in both her holes.

Vicki's legs buckle as an orgasm reverberates through her. She pushes herself against Batgirl's face and gyrates her hips as the pleasure takes hold of her desire. Batgirl continues her **** on the reporter's holes. She pummels Vicki's pussy with her fingers as her tongue explores the inner walls of the reporter's anus. Vicki's eyes roll to the back of her head as a second orgasm rocks her body. She is barely able to stand, but Batgirl's relentless **** continues to captivate her.

Batgirl violently shakes her fingers inside Vicki's wet slit, causing the most intense orgasm yet. Vicki screams into the ball gag as her body convulses vigorously. She can't take anymore and collapses to the ground, exhausted.

Satisfied with the performance, Calendar Man smiles widely. "Good work, girls. I would let you continue, but we've got a schedule to keep and some party games to play."

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